Pyramid of Passion

By Jorja Lovett

Rosie Carter can't decide—should she act on her feelings for her real-life co-worker or lose herself in the fantasy of her Ancient Egyptian lover?

Rosie Carter's cleaning job at the museum is far from boring. She starts her night shift by finding the security guard, Nick, screwing a redhead in the office. Running from her attraction to him, she distracts herself with the newly acquired Ancient Egyptian exhibit.

The Gold of Valor catches her eye—a pendant bestowed on the Pharaoh's soldier, Edifu. Its mystical powers transport her into the bedroom of the man himself, who thinks she's a gift from the gods and worships her with his mouth, his tongue...

When Rosie wakes up back home she thinks it's all been an incredibly erotic dream. Until it happens again. She rediscovers the joy of sex and a newfound confidence with her hunky warrior, but she's caught between her fantasy life and reality. When co-worker Nick starts to show his true feelings toward her, Rosie has to decide what it is she really wants.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
• Release date: Dec 9, 2014
• ISBN: 9781784301873

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A Totally Bound Publication

Pyramid of Passion

ISBN # 978-1-78430-187-3

©Copyright Jorja Lovett 2014

Cover Art by Posh Gosh ©Copyright August 2014

Edited by Sue Meadows and Rebecca Douglas

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PYRAMID OF PASSION

Jorja Lovett

Rosie Carter can’t decide—should she act on her feelings for her real-life co-worker or lose herself in the fantasy of her Ancient Egyptian lover?

Rosie Carter’s cleaning job at the museum is far from boring. She starts her night shift by finding the security guard, Nick, screwing a redhead in the office. Running from her attraction to him, she distracts herself with the newly acquired Ancient Egyptian exhibit.

The Gold of Valor catches her eye—a pendant bestowed on the Pharaoh’s soldier, Edifu. Its mystical powers transport her into the bedroom of the man himself, who thinks she’s a gift from the gods and worships her with his mouth, his tongue…

When Rosie wakes up back home she thinks it’s all been an incredibly erotic dream. Until it happens again. She rediscovers the joy of sex and a newfound confidence with her hunky warrior, but she’s caught between her fantasy life and reality. When co-worker Nick starts to show his true feelings toward her, Rosie has to decide what it is she really wants.

Dedication

For my crit group, UCW, who gave me the courage to begin this adventure xx

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Alice, ‘curiouser and curiouser’: C.S. Lewis

Romeo and Juliet: William Shakespeare

Chapter One

The clacking sound of Rosie Carter’s cleaning trolley echoed through the hall of the empty museum as she made her way to the curator’s office. Mr Baybrooke’s tight hold of the purse strings ensured he employed a skeleton staff, with Rosie one of only two cleaners to tend the small building. But, his obsessive-compulsive need for order also meant he undertook a lot of house-keeping duties himself. Rosie hoped she wouldn’t have to do more than the obligatory quick swipe of a duster on this night shift so she could get home.

Lord knew why she was in a hurry to get back to her empty flat—it wasn’t exactly a cozy Christmas card scene. There was no adoring husband or playful children awaiting her return. Nothing, except her goldfish and her meager belongings still waiting to be unpacked from their cardboard prison.

Of course, it had been her choice to go it alone. After years of heartache she’d finally come to the realization that no husband was better than a philandering one. It was simply taking time for her to get over her failed marriage. She’d done all she could to be a good wife and it simply hadn’t been enough to keep her husband faithful. Now she’d taken that huge step to leave, she would never go back.

Yet on cold nights like this, the loneliness settled over her like a heavy cloak. Her chats with Nick, the museum’s security guard, were the only human contact she had these days. Perhaps once she was finished in the office she would track him down for a chat and a cuppa. He had a knack for cheering her up when she was in danger of wallowing.

She picked up the pace, with her trolley clattering along in time, until she reached the private office. The sight that met her behind the door was definitely not one she had expected to find. Nick stood with his trousers around his ankles banging a voluptuous redhead over the old man’s desk. The woman’s arms were braced on the counter top, giving Rosie a front-row view of her unfettered breasts jiggling with Nick’s every thrust behind her.

Nick’s unbuttoned black uniform shirt flashed a sliver of fine male chest and an arrow of dark hair pointed the way to—well, the goodies were hidden from view by the female buttocks he kept pumping into regardless of the interruption. When Rosie realized where her focus lingered, she lifted her eyes, only to be met with a cheeky wink from the smirking guard.

Sorry to disturb you, she mumbled and backed out, closing